The lunch pack of Notre Dame!A story from Reltney McFee New Joke Candidate.The Flood JokeThere was this guy, lived in New Orleans. The news announced ...hat The! Big! Hurricane! Was on the way, and everybody ought to evacuate to higher ground, inland.The guy shrugged, and said, “I will trust in The Lord!”The storm approached closer, water was running in the streets. The police drove through, over their loudspeakers they warned everybody to pack up, get out, and get far inland and far uphill.The. Pressure grew worse withevery motion. Kirk could barely relax, feeling it rub against hisopening. There had to be some way to get his finger inside.Someone had once said that you needed to push out when you relaxed. A fewgirls that he had fun with mentioned that when they wanted. He took adeep breath in order to enjoy himself properly. Relaxing took a fewminutes to let his anus open to his finger. The pressure pushed the firstknuckle into his ass. A shudder ran down his spine when the tip of. In this Reality, we were in a marshy area of grass and trees much to Thomas’s surprise.“Where are we?” Thomas asked, as our Wives calmed the horses again.“We’re about six miles north of the present town of Charleston,” I told him. “The Ashley River is about a mile or so south of us, and the Cooper River is well to the east of us.”“So we are north of the Charles Town neck. The city is called Charles Town here and not Charleston as you pronounced it,” Thomas corrected us with a smile and seemed. I’m going to provoke various emotions in her. I’ll give you a few seconds to read them. Any questions?”“Isn’t that going to be kind of hard on Jan?” Shannon asked. “I mean unless they are all going to be happy emotions.”“I understand that some of the emotions will be unpleasant,” she said. “But the context matters. I’ll know that what I’m feeling will have been provoked by Jake for this occasion.” She turned to Jake. “You’re not going to rake me over the coals, are you?”“I had planned on some.